Wet Miranda's Super-Bowl Choice - Sex Stories

Wet Miranda's Super-Bowl Choice

... in orgasm. It landed all over my slippery hands and wrists. I continued to stroke him as he came down and the orgasm ended. A little more come squirted out every few seconds as he had some aftershocks. To really tease the other three guys, I took the come and rubbed it on my bare chest. Carry was the next lucky gentleman, and he had already removed his pants and boxers before I could take them off for him. He had a huge smile on his face. I sat down next to him for his turn, making sure my bare hips touched his. I put my hands under his black t-shirt and fondled his nipples a bit. He got a little kiss on the ear too, with my tongue going inside for a second. "Carry; are you ready to get a nice slippery hand-job?" I whispered with hot breath in his ear. I kissed his neck while putting my hand on his rock-hard shaft. Like Patrick, he didn't have much of a response to the question. I guess guys get non verbal when a naked women is sitting next to them whispering in their ears about jerking them off. I stroked him nice and slow too, listening to the lovely squishy sounds as I stroked and stroked. Up and down with my hands, kissing his neck the whole time. My other hand playing with his hot balls, I continued to stroke. I could tell he was about to come but wanted to hold back to prolong the pleasure. I slowed down, and then stopped for a second. He looked me in the eyes, pleading me with his look to continue. I was just teasing him when I stopped, and it was also to help ...

... prolong it. I stroked again, now getting faster with my hand movements. He came very suddenly, with no warning. The come shot high in the air, and most of it landed on his t-shirt and on his lap. A lot of it ended up on my hands too, of course. I let him relax and come down, caressing his neck and shoulders. Then it was Joe's turn. I sat on his lap for a minute before starting, pressing the weight of my body onto him. I smothered his face with my tits before starting his hand-job. He let me unzip his tan shorts and I pulled the shorts and boxers down to his feet, then took them all the way off and threw them to the floor. For his hand job, I did my best to sit on him during it. This was not easy, because I needed room on his lap for my hands to work. I squatted over his lap, pressing my breasts into his body as much as I could while stroking his big dick. He came quicker than the others, and since my lap was right above him I felt the hot come squirt all over my legs and pussy. I gave him a little French kiss on the lips while his cock spasmed. Finally, it was Robert's turn. I gave him another little lap dance first, and then removed his pants and briefs. For his turn, I lay him on the floor and took off his shirt too. I sat on his legs, just below his waist, with my bare wet pussy sliding around on his leg. I fingered myself for a minute before starting his hand-job. Then I stroked away, giving him the hottest hand-job I possibly could. His cock got nice little squeezes, and I ...